Help Wanted, Part 2

After grad school, I pushed and pulled my life so that I could immigrate to Manhattan.

I was in love. With everything here.

I remember telling my grandmother how I loved studying each different ethnic face on subways. My ardor was undiminished even when she worried from San Diego that I should move to a safer place.

These days, young people are still smitten with our city. But it’s almost impossible for recent college graduates to find gainful employment—even when they’re our best and brightest. Bottom line: They lack experience. Read more